Page 26 of Snow Good to Lose
Caden
“Shit.” I leaned back on the couch. My thoughts ran wild. Carlos’ behavior had me on edge. His demeanor had changed. Responsibility did things to a person.
The twitch in his eyes andthe cat ate the canarysmile gave me a queasy feeling. Like he won the game, but he knew he cheated. I asked him once why when he and his guys geared up for a mission, they partied hard the night before. His answer always shook me.
We can’t party if we’re dead.
Why the party tonight?
The faint sound of Calypso music traveled through the house. When we passed through the kitchen, his chef had food laid out on every surface.
The Rodriguez cartel had a firm hold in South America. It had trafficking pathways to the U.S. They printed money. Most of his rivals had turned into a collective consortium. The South American cartels watched too manyGodfathermovies.
The families were trying to work together instead of killing each other off for territory like back in the day.
They worked in strategic relationships, not divide and conquer.
Who was his enemy now?
The shower turned on in the bathroom.
My mind switched back to my current problem. I felt like an asshole for keeping her in the dark. It’s hard to tell her the truth when I couldn’t predict the endgame.And I wasn’t about to lie to her. Keeping my mouth shut seemed like the best alternative.
And I hated it when she was mad at me.
I stood and pulled my T-shirt off. I walked to the bathroom door and lifted my hand to knock but stopped. She probably wouldn’t let me in. I tried the door, and it was unlocked. Steam had already filled the bathroom. Amari loved hot showers. In our shack, our showers were lukewarm on a good day. They lasted for a few minutes before it turned ice cold.
The silhouette of her body shown through the frosted glass door. She stood directly under the spray, letting the water hit her in the face. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself. My gaze followed the curve of her body.I adjusted myself and continued to watch as her hands moved up to her face and through her braids.
Her eyes remained closed as she turned and faced me. She blinked.
“Shit, Caden.” She jumped. “You scared me.” She dropped her hands to her side and stared back at me.
“What?” She held her hands out to her side.
She wasn’t self-conscious. If she had her way, she would’ve walked around the shack and our private beach naked. I was the prude in that circumstance. I wanted no one to ogle her. All her beautiful brown flesh belonged to me.
It’s been a long time since we’d been around a bunch of men. I forgot how Amari effected the opposite sex. Carlos shamelessly flirted. His boys checked her out like she was another one of their whores.
She was mine.
“You still mad at me?” I opened the shower stall.
She didn’t answer. She turned her back to me and continued her shower. She lathered herself up under the shower spray. The bathroom filled with the smell of flowers. It made my dick hard. I stepped in behind her.
“You know the last time we were in the shower together you were pissed at me.” I chuckled at the memory from back in the cabin.
She looked over her shoulder and then returned to the soap in her hand.
“Yeah, well, last time I had just as much right to be pissed at you as I do now.” She dropped the soap and jumped back a little, right into my arms.
“You want to bend over and get that?” I grabbed her hips and pressed my hardness into her ass.
I slid my hand from her hip up her chest and squeezed her tits. Her groan laced with desire and protest. Her ass grinded into me. She twisted her torso and her arm came up and wrapped around my neck. She pulled me down for a kiss. Our lips smashed together, fiery and desperate.
I plunged my tongue into her mouth. The anger and frustration came to a head and our desire blossomed into fire and ice. Her kisses always reminded me of our first. Especially when we were both delirious with lust. Call it chemistry, an undeniable connection. Whatever it was, Amari and I always had it and always would.
I tweaked her nipple. She pushed her ass into my cock. I dropped my hands, and she groaned in protest.
